Lucy, remember 

The smell of that fall 

The fires of fungus 

And the rotting leaves 



I fell off the wagon 

Into your arms 

Into this long month of sundays 



And you were my husband 

My wife, my heroin 

Now this is our final December 



Now deep in a forest 

Losing all though of spring 

And nothing can help me remember 

And I'm going nowhere fast 

A darker day has holed at last 

Deep in a dream I set the calmness to spinning 



And your love has come too late 

Away from the garden gate 

Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing 



Now that it's over after all that we had 

A river runs through the rafters down, down, down 

Does it leave me sleeping? Dreaming only of spring 

The phone rings out and I remember 

But I'm going nowhere fast 

A darker day has holed at last 

Deep in this dream I set the calmness to spinning 



And your love has come too late 

Now wave to the garden gate 

Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing 

Ringing, ringing, ringing 

Wanna hear them ringing, my love 

Wanna hear them ringing 

Ringing...